Urban god level system

Feng Ge was relieved to see Yingjun not worried at all, not to mention that as a public figure, what she is most afraid of is scandal, but whether she would get him involved, she really minds.

However, the patience of the reporters was too little. One of them knocked on the door immediately before waiting for 2 minutes. Instead of ringing the doorbell, he knocked on the door roughly.

After a minute, the reporters outside finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the sound of ringing the doorbell rang.

Seeing him, Yingjun said calmly: "Don't pay attention to them, I'll see how they come in."

Feng Ge listened and nodded. At this moment, the door lock turned. These dying paparazzi seemed to be quite capable. They got a key from somewhere and opened the door lock in an instant.

However, Yingjun sneered again and again, thinking that once they stepped into this door, then he would be impolite, one would fight one, and two would fight one pair.

These bird reporters, instead of doing a good job, do these stealthy activities. When he thinks that he is lying innocently, and calling to clarify is ineffective, he feels angry.

The door opened with a slight creaking sound, the door obviously had some intentions, scared the little beauty to hide behind him, Feng Ge ran straight towards him.

"What a broken door, grass."

As if disgusted by the slow opening of the door, someone kicked it hard, and the door swayed and was almost damaged. In the half-open state, the handsome eyes turned cold. It seems that this group of people really regarded themselves as policemen, and came in and out at will ah.

These reporters forcibly entered the door, and he was about to act when the group of reporters actually spoke. This unexpected situation made him slow down by half a beat.

After a while, the door was completely pushed open, and then a fat female reporter walked in with a microphone, and at the same time she said: "Hello, dear audience, due to unknown reasons, Fengge's concert will be held tonight. We left in the middle, we tried our best and finally entered the room that Feng Ge suspected to have entered."

Yingjun understood, this group of people wanted to broadcast live, first opened the door, then kicked, and then turned on the camera.

"Now let's see why Feng Ge, the heartthrob, left. Is there a mysterious person who supports her to release a new album that doesn't make any money? What will we find here? .”

"what……"

The female reporter had just finished speaking, when a dog barked, and from the cameras of these reporters, they could only see a ferocious big white dog pounce, and then the big white dog directly threw the female reporter down and slapped its paws on top of the camera.

The big white dog didn't move, and the microphone was intact. The female reporter almost lost her wits and frightened the people around her.

"Xiaobai, run quickly."

It's stupid enough to finish all these, but not to run away, Yingjun leisurely walked up to the female reporter, and said condescendingly: "Who let you in?"

The female reporter was taken aback by the big white dog, but she didn't suffer any injuries. However, after seeing the handsome man, her equipment was completely broken. How much does it cost to buy it?

The female reporter turned pale with anger, and said angrily: "What are you doing, your dog is not good for you, and you let it out to scare people. Your dog damaged my equipment, and I want you to pay for it."

At this time, the reporters outside also pointed their cameras at him, as if they had just been turned on.

"Dear viewers, this is a live broadcast. We just entered the residence of Feng Ge, who is suspected of being a huge fan, and found the legendary friend of Feng Ge. Wow... so young, let's take a look now..."

When he saw it, he didn't even look at it. He kicked the door away with his foot. He didn't control his strength well. Several reporters who put their cameras out of bounds shot them into pieces. Fortunately, there were cameras in front of them. Otherwise, it is either a fracture or a serious injury.

A large group of reporters were bleeding, and some of them had broken glasses. They were pretending to be dead on the ground, and they couldn't get up for a while.

Yingjun stepped on the face of one of the male reporters, and asked coldly, "Who let you in? Do you know that this is a break-in?"

Hearing Yingjun's words, the reporter froze for a moment, instead of pushing his feet away immediately, he said loudly, "I'm a reporter!"

"The reporter is amazing? The police have to have a search warrant to come in. Who let you in?"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and dialed 110 directly in front of the reporter. At this time, the reporter noticed something was wrong, and he seemed to realize that he seemed to have made a mistake.

They are usually well-known journalists, and they became dying paparazzi because they were short of money. Facing these reporters, whether they are big-name celebrities or high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, their attitudes are friendly, because public opinion has a great influence on these people. They dare not offend journalists unless necessary.

So gradually, these part-time paparazzi reporters became rampant. They found that if they entered someone's room, they could even enter at will like the police. Even if they met the owner inside, they would not be beaten out. They already have a lot of people they haven't met, who don't care about their reputation.

Temporary workers are more powerful than serious paparazzi. Those big stars dare to beat paparazzi, but they just don’t beat them temporary workers. The big deal here is to slap your ass and leave, and go to another one. Journalism is just a profession. .

Handsome ignored the panic of the reporters, while making a phone call, the other one counted the number of people, there were actually 8 reporters, 16 people.

After the call was connected, Yingjun said: "Someone broke into a private house, and one of them was taken down by me. There are still many people outside. Hurry up and send someone over, the address is..."

Hearing this voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little uncertain: "This phone number is... Are you? Boss Zhen Yingjun?"

"it's me."

I really didn't expect that she was so famous. It seems that Lan Qian has managed the company well.

The police over there heard this and said directly: "Please wait a moment and we will be there soon."

Hearing this, the reporters outside couldn't help it again. These reporters opened the door again and walked in swaggeringly.

The room was full of people, and at this moment, many reporters were full of anger, carrying those scumbag cameras in their hands, and were going to seek compensation from the owner of the room.

Contemptuously glanced at Handsome, everyone was obviously angry, there were several cameras that were not broken, all good, but looked a little miserable, a reporter directly raised the camera and pointed it at Handsome's face.

When he saw this, he flew into a rage and kicked him in the air, and then there was a scream, and the reporters carrying the cameras flew up, and the equipment in their hands lost stability and fell to the ground. The expensive cameras and microphones were completely wiped out.

The female reporter with a long face and a narrow mouth finally turned around from her panic, and cursed angrily, "What are you doing? Do you know? You can't afford these equipment even if you sell it?"

After hearing this, he said coldly, "Do you know how much I'm worth?"

The female reporter was taken aback when she heard it, and asked, "How much are you worth?"

"I do not know either."

"You..." The female reporter was about to cry angrily.

He directly yelled angrily: "I only know. This is my home. I have already called the police for your trespassing."

The handsome man at the moment is not angry and pretentious. In the eyes of the reporters, this young man is very domineering and his arrogance is leaking.

They thought to themselves that young people nowadays have a bit of a temper, maybe they have a lot of background, and this time they kicked the iron plate.

Thinking of this, the reporters looked around, looked inside and out of the house several times, and found that it was a dilapidated house with wet paint and no furniture. There was only a computer on the ground, followed by a little girl, and A big white dog.

"Poor ghost."

As soon as these words were said, many reporters' faces changed. They were eager to teach this little man a lesson, so that he could understand why Hua'er was so popular.It was the first time they had seen such a rampant person.

At this time, an older male reporter said: "Young man, don't be so impulsive. I am familiar with several police officers in the police station. Call them over. You are the one who is in trouble. Don't underestimate the reporter." .”

This reporter in his 40s spoke very calmly, with a mature and prudent appearance. In addition, the reporter also gained confidence after hearing what this middle-aged reporter said.

Yingjun smiled coldly, this kind of self-righteous person will cry in a while, and dare to speak boldly when he breaks into a private house.

Then another reporter said: "We are here to interview Feng Ge, the heartthrob. Think about what you are doing. If you don't apologize to us, hehe, you will go to jail."

With a bang, a big mouth slapped the reporter in a daze, and he froze there. The other reporters also stared blankly at the scene. Some even rubbed their eyes, thinking they had misread it.

After a while, the middle-aged reporter said angrily: "Are you disrespecting me? Let me tell you, I, Zhang Dabao, was a member of the Tiger Wolf Gang before I became a reporter. Believe it or not, I will kill you in minutes. Now you If you kneel down and beg for mercy, I'll just chop off your hand."

"Wow Tiger Wolf Gang, I'm so scared!"

He said he was afraid, but his face was mocking, indifferent, and even looked at these reporters, they all got up from the ground, and everyone surrounded him, looking like they were about to do something.

The little beauty closed her eyes in fright. The middle-aged reporter seemed to be indifferent when he saw Yingjun, pointing at the little beauty and saying, "The little girl told your brother to hurry up..."

With a slap, the middle-aged reporter slapped the face, and he said directly from embarrassment: "Brothers, come with me, and take a picture of Feng Ge before the police come, and we will dodge after we finish this ticket."

Hearing this middle-aged man's words, the other reporters also reacted, yes, this young man didn't give himself any face, and even beat them up. Anyway, he only wanted to make money, and then escaped. What if the police came? , bite me.

Their reporters have been beaten before, but they were bodyguards of big stars, and they retreated after being beaten. This is the first time that such a situation has happened.

Thinking that this young man is only one person no matter how cruel he is, take this boy down first, and then take a picture of Feng Ge later, and then let him look good.

Thinking about it, this group of reporters rushed up, they were so courageous, they clearly wanted to use force.

When the reporters were about to fight in groups, Yingjun clenched his hands into fists, then moved his joints, and his internal energy began to circulate, but he still had to control his strength so as not to kill anyone.

At this time, the middle-aged reporter had already pounced on him, and then kicked him, his handsome face changed drastically, if he was kicked, who knew if the iron cloth shirt was there, basically he would say goodbye to the little beauty .

A gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes, the same kick, no matter in terms of strength or speed, was actually close to the lightning. Before the middle-aged reporter's foot reached his body, his foot had already kicked the middle-aged reporter's stomach .

"Ow..."

An exaggerated expression appeared on the middle-aged reporter's face, and he called out a wonderful and extraordinary voice.

Then he grabbed his stomach and jumped up, jumping three feet high. After jumping up, the middle-aged reporter jumped a few times in place, and then rolled on his knees.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the middle-aged reporter, the other reporters were frightened for a moment, and all of them took two steps back, terrified.

At this time, the police seemed to have arrived, and only heard a voice saying, "Where is the gangster Boss Zhen?"

After hearing this, he raised his head and saw Police Officer Zhang walking in with five police officers, sweating profusely and panting.

At this time, the middle-aged reporter lying on the ground groaned and cried out in pain, "Captain Zhang, you have to make the decision for me! This kid... he... beats people."

Officer Zhang listened and glanced at the middle-aged reporter, his face turned pale with fright, and he was almost out of his wits.

Afterwards, Police Officer Zhang gave the middle-aged reporter a cold look, and continued to ask him, "Boss Zhen, are the gangsters you are talking about these reporters?"

"It's them."

Officer Zhang listened and said, "Have you been photographed by reporters once at night, and they used fake news to attract attention, saying that you are a gangster, and you will be fired."

"Ah? This kid caused us to lose our jobs." A reporter exclaimed, it was really jealous when meeting enemies.

"It turned out to be them. These people got the key to my room from somewhere, and they wanted to beat someone up. I don't know whether to count them as a burglary or a burglary. You can decide for yourself."

Hearing Yingjun's words, Officer Zhang felt a little colder, and the reporters shuddered.